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  • People are sweet.

    I don't mean just the obviously kind, helpful and loving people, I mean ALL people.

    Beneath all the posturing, all the positionality, all the sticky icky stuff and habits that might indicate otherwise, people are just downright sweet. Now, granted, you can encounter some very finely crafted disguises out there and often some hastily constructed smokescreens. You can come across people whose sweetness has become so tramped down, so disregarded and disrespected that a tragic darkness pervades their very being and seeps into everything they say and do. Some of them are reviled, judged as monsters. People go to great lengths to hide their sweetness. Many do not even know it lives within them.

    But I have seen it and I know. At the root of the root, in the heart of the heart, in the soul of the soul, an outrageous sweetness resides in the essential core of every human being. Every human being. If not all, then none.

    I have not met every human being, of course. It just occurs to me that if one or two or three of us have this sweetness, then all of us do. It only makes sense. The human blueprint would have to be fairly consistent in its essential elements, wouldn't it?

    So, I keep my eyes open. Sweetness is not always easy to spot. But every once in a while, like a bolt of lightening illuminating the darkened landscape, you see a furtive display. Once you've tasted it you're a junkie, looking for sweetness everywhere and often in the most unlikely places.

    Why?

    Because you know it has to be there.

    When you see it, you smile.

    When you don't see it, you look for it.

    If you still can't find it you lay in wait, you keep the faith and you know, you just know it will reveal itself to you when the time is right.
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